Long Suffering Wife

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Pussy Cat

My pussy cat went to the cattery this morning, and I managed to get her in her box within five minutes flat, unlike the half hour wrestle that has been incurred in that past.

I think this proves that she loves me more than my other half and that she obeys commands like a dog after Ben spent the weekend trying to teach her to return the mouse to him after he threw it across the lounge.

So the trick is to stick the pillow from the bed in the box and also throw in some Whiskas' Cat pockets (equivalent to chocolate truffles for our cat!) and in she runs no questions asked.

So I'm now sat in work worrying about 3lb of cat missing me and worrying that she might feel that we've abandoned her permanently.